How to Deal with Having the Villainous Tyrant’s Child Chapter 98

Chapter 98

Before Lu Hanzhi could react, Yuwen Min had already swept him off his feet.

Originally, he intended to carry him to Hanyu Pavilion, but when he remembered that Ah Chan was asleep in his room, Yuwen Min changed direction and headed to his front courtyard instead.

Nestled in Yuwen Min’s arms, Lu Hanzhi finally snapped out of his daze. He reached out to grasp Yuwen Min’s shoulder and said, “Hey, you don’t need to carry me. I can walk on my own.”

Yuwen Min ignored him and continued carrying him straight to the bedroom.

Lu Hanzhi was tossed onto the prince’s rather firm bed, landing with enough force to make his head spin.

He rolled over and sat up, rubbing his head. “Wait, Your Highness… shouldn’t we at least take a bath first—ugh…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Yuwen Min had already pulled his clothes off.

This future tyrant was unparalleled in battle, and when it came to this, he was just as dominant!

The experience was overwhelming—Lu Hanzhi had to admit, Yuwen Min’s technical skills were truly unmatched.

Especially this time, when they were both completely sober, the intensity was far more than Lu Hanzhi could handle.

Some things, it seemed, some people were just naturally gifted at. How… how did he manage to control the rhythm so perfectly?

When the heavy sword was unsheathed, Lu Hanzhi could only watch himself pale in comparison.

It wasn’t clear how much time had passed before their emotions finally settled.

Lu Hanzhi’s body was utterly exhausted, yet his mind was unusually alert.

Leaning weakly against the headboard, he cleared his hoarse throat—only for a bowl of sweet tea to be pressed against his lips.

Opening his eyes, he saw Yuwen Min feeding him water.

There was a teasing glint in Yuwen Min’s gaze as he said, “Your throat is hoarse from all that shouting. Drink more water.”

After finishing the water, Lu Hanzhi sat up, eyed Yuwen Min’s waist, and clicked his tongue. “Your Highness truly deserves the title of a martial prodigy—your explosive power and stamina are astounding.”

Yuwen Min gave him a look. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Lu Hanzhi chuckled, though his voice was still slightly raspy. “Of course it’s a compliment. What man wouldn’t want to be praised like that?”

Yuwen Min didn’t respond. Lu Hanzhi wrapped the blanket around himself and asked, “Your Highness seems quite energetic these past two days. Have you been eating too much lamb?”

Yuwen Min replied, “It’s not just these past two days. In truth, I’ve had this idea for a while now.”

Lu Hanzhi’s smile faded as he looked into his eyes. “So that day… Your Highness secretly hid the suppressant pills?”

Yuwen Min stiffened and instinctively glanced at his robe.

Lu Hanzhi immediately burst into laughter, pounding the bed. “I tricked you!”

Yuwen Min: …

Lu Hanzhi laughed for a long time before finally saying, “Look at you, resorting to deception just to get me into bed. Do you find that amusing?”

Yuwen Min, now dressed in a simple inner robe, asked, “You figured it out?”

Lu Hanzhi shook his head. “No, I was just suspicious. You always carry so many different medicines, so why would you suddenly forget this particular one? You’ve always had it on you, yet you conveniently didn’t bring it when traveling far? I was just testing you—but I didn’t expect you to fall for it so easily.”

Yuwen Min remained silent. Lu Hanzhi crossed his legs and swayed his foot as he said, “You just wanted my body, didn’t you? It’s fine. I told you before, I don’t mind.”

Yuwen Min’s mood darkened further. Looking at Lu Hanzhi’s careless attitude, he said, “Can’t you be a little more proper?”

Lu Hanzhi stopped moving, staring blankly at Yuwen Min. “Husband… we’re talking about being in bed. How exactly do you expect me to be proper about that?”

Even his second brother and second sister-in-law, who were the most proper people he knew, weren’t exactly ‘proper’ when they were intimate.

His second brother drove his metaphorical carriage like an expert, yet the prince expected him to act proper? What a joke!

Yuwen Min thought to himself, What I meant by “proper” wasn’t the kind of “proper” you’re thinking of.

But he couldn’t be bothered to explain. Instead, he reached for his outer robe and said, “I’ll bring Chan’er over. If he wakes up in the middle of the night and doesn’t see you, he’ll start fussing again.”

Lu Hanzhi hummed in acknowledgment and shifted inward, making space for Yuwen Min.

At last, his mind quieted down, but exhaustion followed immediately.

By the time Yuwen Min returned with the sleeping Ah Chan in his arms, Lu Hanzhi had already fallen into slumber.

Yuwen Min carefully placed Ah Chan into Lu Hanzhi’s embrace. Ah Chan let out a soft whimper, his large, watery eyes fluttering open for a moment. But as soon as he saw his father, he closed them again.

Then, he burrowed further into his father’s arms, suckled at his chest twice, and wrapped his chubby arms around his waist before drifting off once more.

Yuwen Min, who had just witnessed everything: …

Ah…

Even I didn’t dare to do that just now!

And yet… you’re this shameless?!

Feeling frustrated, Yuwen Min lay back down on the bed. But when his gaze landed on Ah Chan’s plump little face, his heart was suddenly struck.

Even he couldn’t quite explain why he was so fond of Ah Chan.

Was it because he was Hanzhi’s child?

Probably.

Ah Chan’s four chubby little legs sprawled across Lu Hanzhi’s body. It was only then that Yuwen Min realized—Lu Hanzhi was still completely bare from earlier.

Yuwen Min let out a helpless chuckle, pulled Ah Chan into his arms, and said, “No touching without consent. Big Daddy will sleep with you instead.”

Ah Chan gave a tiny yawn, his round little lips smacking together. “Mhm… mhm…”

Yuwen Min couldn’t resist stroking his cheek. Then, he tucked the blanket snugly around Lu Hanzhi and fell asleep as well.

The next morning, for once, Lu Hanzhi didn’t laze in bed. Meanwhile, Yuwen Min had already prepared the carriage, planning to enter the palace today.

Across from them, Prince Chu’s residence had also readied a carriage—they intended to visit Imperial Concubine Rong together.

Lu Hanzhi took just the time of a single cup of tea to wash up and change into the ceremonial robes of a Wang Fei.

In terms of attire, there wasn’t much difference between a Xiao Langjun and a man. The only real distinction lay in the hair accessories.

Men tied their hair up entirely, whereas Xiao Langjuns only tied up half of it.

Lu Hanzhi always felt like he was wearing a half-bun.

But this hairstyle did have a certain elegance, exuding a refined androgynous beauty.

The only one who differed from other Xiao Langjuns was Prince Chu—he still wore a prince’s ceremonial robes. Even now, with his stomach barely concealed, he remained a dignified first rank prince.

As such, he was naturally different from the rest.

After freshening up, Lu Hanzhi sat at the dining table, had a light breakfast, and then boarded the carriage to the palace.

But just before getting on, he scooped up Ah Chan and went over to Prince Chu’s carriage. “Second Brother, let’s switch. I want to talk to Sister-in-law.”

Lu Xuzhi glanced at his foolish younger brother and, with no choice, went to share a carriage with Prince An.

Lu Hanzhi, ever tactful, helped Prince Chu into the carriage before climbing in himself.

The moment he was inside, he collapsed onto the seat and casually tossed Ah Chan onto the cushion.

Yuwen Jue raised an eyebrow. “Han’er? What’s wrong?”

Lu Hanzhi answered honestly, “Got screwed.”

Yuwen Jue: …

Clearing his throat, he asked, “By Ah Min?”

Lu Hanzhi spread his hands. “Who else? Who would dare screw Prince An’s Wang Fei?”

Yuwen Jue hesitated before saying, “…Even though your marriage was initially a matter of political convenience, if there’s mutual affection, why not give it a try?”

“No, Second Sister-in-law,” Lu Hanzhi sat up and said, “He’s completely unreasonable. He clearly had medicine with him, but he told me he didn’t. Last time, my heat came early—I was at Xinglin Slope at the time. I couldn’t exactly run back to find Doctor Lin, so I had no choice but to go to him.”

Yuwen Jue: …

For the first time, he saw his younger brother in a different light. The old him would never have acted this way.

Awkwardly, Yuwen Jue said, “Ah Min has always been strict with himself… If he acted opportunistically, he must really like you.”

Lu Hanzhi sighed. “Second Sister-in-law, I don’t blame him. I’m just… afraid I’ll let him down.”

Prince Chu looked at him, reaching out just in time to catch Ah Chan before he tumbled off the seat. “Let him down? You’re already married—how could you let him down?”

Lu Hanzhi didn’t know how to explain it to Prince Chu.

He liked his second sister-in-law. There were some things he was willing to tell him.

But he carried too many secrets in his heart—secrets he couldn’t speak of, secrets he didn’t even know how to explain.

The system within him had a time limit. Eventually, dust would return to dust, and soil to soil. When that time came, he would disappear without a trace.

He had always kept the truth that Yuwen Min was Ah Chan’s real father. Because he was afraid that the more their bond deepened, the harder it would be to part in the future.

If he left one day, how would Yuwen Min live on?

Lu Hanzhi turned to Yuwen Jue and asked, “Second Sister-in-law, tell me… if I leave one day, do you think he’ll be heartbroken?”

At first, Yuwen Jue was puzzled about why he would leave. But when he glanced down at Ah Chan, he suddenly remembered. “You still… have feelings for Ah Chan’s birth father?”

Hearing his name, Ah Chan lifted his head and looked over at Prince Chu.

Lu Hanzhi truly didn’t know how to explain. Honestly… he actually liked Yuwen Min quite a lot. Otherwise, why else would he have indulged him last night?

Why did people have to develop feelings? Wouldn’t it be easier to just be casual bed partners?

Seeing how conflicted he looked, Yuwen Jue said, “There’s no need to overthink this. Love is unpredictable. If he returns and you still love him, Ah Min will let you go. If he never comes back, Ah Min will protect you for a lifetime. And if he does return, but you no longer love him, then isn’t all this worry unnecessary? When the time comes, things will sort themselves out. Just enjoy life while you can.”

Lu Hanzhi stared at Prince Chu in surprise. “I never expected you to have such an Ah Q mindset.”

Prince Chu frowned. “What’s that?”

Lu Hanzhi waved a hand dismissively, brushing the topic aside.

Prince Chu understood that even he had gone through a long period of emotional turmoil, so it was only natural that others would experience the same.

So, he let the topic drop and instead asked, “By the way, I heard you brought back a young lady named Lu Lingshu? How is she now?”

Lu Hanzhi shook his head and replied, “Ah Shu’s condition is not looking good. Even Doctor Lin is at a loss.”

Prince Chu asked, “I heard that you suspect your cousin is an imposter? That your real cousin is actually Young Lady Ah Shu?”

Lu Hanzhi answered, “That is just a theory for now. The truth is yet to be verified. Unless Ah Shu wakes up and identifies Su Wan’ning herself.”

Prince Chu nodded and added, “Doctor Lin mentioned that Lu Haozhi can now walk on his own. He asked me to pass along a message—he will make sure to complete the task you entrusted him with.”

Lu Hanzhi thought for a moment before saying, “Tell him to be careful. The task isn’t important—his life is.”

Prince Chu hummed in agreement and said, “I received word this morning that the Crown Prince’s side consort, Su Wan’ning—your so-called cousin—is going to the palace today to deliver some supplies to the deposed empress.”

Lu Hanzhi’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Is visitation allowed in the Cold Palace?”

Prince Chu replied, “She has a visitation token, so she is allowed. But this month alone, she has already entered the palace four or five times.”

Lu Hanzhi nodded thoughtfully, then looked up, a sly smile forming at the corner of his lips.

He spoke, “Then why don’t we… send her a little gift?”

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